Alexander Zheng, Age 9
Lakewood Elementary
“Why do you make me just to kill the germs on your hand?”
“Why don’t you make armor for me because I keep drying out?”
“Why are your hands so dirty all the time?”
“Why can’t you use a sword to do it yourself?
“Why do I keep saying the word why?”
“I’m blind so is anybody out there?”
“Do I have to be in a plastic jar, not a metal jar?”
“Can you stop using me, for real STOP using me!”
“I am old and rusty (well, not really rusty).”
Spies are Scared of Turtles
Current Issue: Winter 2017
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Woof
Alexander Zheng, 9
Lakewood Elementary
He trudges down the street. He wags his tail happily. Carrying daily post. Drooling all over. Thinking about his owners. Down the street he goes. The road looks like paper, away from the garage of the paper. He heads toward his home. Tomorrow’s main news article would be, “A dog steals a newspaper.”
Lakewood Elementary
He trudges down the street. He wags his tail happily. Carrying daily post. Drooling all over. Thinking about his owners. Down the street he goes. The road looks like paper, away from the garage of the paper. He heads toward his home. Tomorrow’s main news article would be, “A dog steals a newspaper.”
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